phone call

Someone just asked me "what would i like to hear the next time my phone rang?"
I initially thought of my ring tone (currently I know you want me (calle ocho)-pitbull) and figure that IS what I hear when my phone rings.
DUH sometimes I have a special moment...
whose voice would you like to hear? what would you like them to say?
(OHHHHH...makes more sense now...)
I thought this would be very very easy, thinking I want to hear the NY Lotto guy call to tell me "hey, you just won an obscene amount of money so quit your job and get to traveling..."
Problem is if he DID call I totally would not believe him. (Yes I would ask am I being punked)
So then who else/what else would I like to hear?

Honestly, honesty is what I want to hear.

• I want to hear someone calling me to say you did a good job today, and I appreciate the time you took to process my aid/ counsel me about programs and listened to my many varied problems without disgorgement and judgement.
• On the other end of the phone I want to hear someone say stop worrying so much, it will all work out. The choices you have made thus far are for a greater good and better purpose than for you to see at this very moment, so hold on and keep the path you are traveling you are almost there.
• I want to hear someone calling to say they love me in that special way...
• I want someone calling to tell me I just want to hear your voice, I just want to make you smile and want you to have a good day & better night.
  

That may be a lot to ask for just the next phone call..

here's to hoping...

Some of the kids I met

these are some of the wonderful, smart, intelligent funny children I met when I went to L& A Memorial Academy in Ghana..

I need to fina a way to get the pics off my phone..

hmmm

Sometimes when you are on a crowded bus
The crackhead deserves a seat by himself...

coffee thought...

Someone needs a pedicure in the worst way... like they been kicking rocks or walking along a dirt road barefoot...

coffee thought...

29-Jul-09 8:19 AM
i am thinking about my job. my chosen career. my vocation. do i like it today? am i being challenged? tested? fulfilled & satisfied with this path? maybe it is a bit early for these thought but my coffee is stirring up some things.
that's all.

I am back from Africa

There is so much to say about my trip that I really don't know where to start.
somethings I can say is:

• we are truly blessed to live where we live in the exact time space continuum we live in.
• I know I am blessed to be able to experience such a life changing trip.
• I know we are more alike than we truly realize and with these similarities we have a responsibility to each other in this global world we live in.
• I know that ME being ME is just who I need to be in this world cause apparently Me works.

yeah, intentionally vague but all good nonetheless. Once I get myself back in this time zone I will fill you in more.

coffee thought...

Hmmm so many answers to this simple question...
So many ways to taste the coffee goodness.
Today i will say
I like it like a rich mocha smooth and silky dark.
hmmmmm

coffee thought...

Iced is the theme for today... thought of the moment

can you get cornered in In a circular room?

that's all...

coffee thought...

???

coffee thought...

today i think i taste my coffee..
still fighting the allergy demon (could be mold/spores etc)
but my random coffee thought is how do you come to work to sit here & play games??? I mean is that the nature of your job? this is not nintendo... wii are not amused...
that's all...

SMILE

Today i was watching (as much of the nation was) the Memorial of Michael Jackson.
Let me tell you something I LOVED me some Michael Jackson.

Did I mention that I LOVE LOVE LOVE him??

OK...just checking
I loved him from way back in the day.

I remember watching Motown and seeing his moves on stage with the socks & gloves.

I remember jamming to the cartoons.

I saved my money to buy myself a MJ pin (him in the yellow sweater yup!) and wore it to pieces.

Yeah I made me a white glove with glitter on it (maybe that is where my obsession with sparkly glittery comes in)
I tried to do the dances (made myself dizzy a few times).
Every time he had an album or songs out, I learned the words & moves..
Sang 'we are the world at graduation'.

Was afraid of Thriller and in love with it the same time.

I pretended to be married to him

(wow I cant believe I am putting that out there.... yeah I was Mrs. Jackson for a bit...)
Watched the Moonwalker TAPE almost every Friday with the brothers & Eileen & we all sang along.
There are certain points in my life where I can distinctly remember MJ's influence on it.

Who is going to write the songs that will play in the soundtrack for the rest of my life??
His artistry was amazing and undeniably a musical a genius.

He was definitely an entertainer/ performer and humanitarian.

He also was a son, brother & father.

Those are the things I will remember him for.

Watching from the beginning and listening to the choir sing "soon and very soon" <- that song alone breaks me down because it is the utmost vivid memory from my fathers funeral & we absolutely refused to have it sung at mom's memorial service...it was truly touching.

The words that were said about this man's life, his presence and his gifts, again the only thing I can say is that it moved my heart to tears (and yes, I am sure this has to do with many unresolved issues about my mothers passing and the guilt I still feel and the palpable loss that is ever present)

But I would just like to say I cannot imagine singing at my brothers funeral.

With the recent hospitalizations of the siblings and the traumas my family has been through and the things daily we are going through I cannot imagine having to bury another family member. I know we are human, mortal and we are only temporarily here on this earth but dammit wow.

Watching the memorial, listening to the words, listening to the songs to him touched my heart.

I felt tears flow freely as people paid tribute to a brother who did so much.

My heart grieves for us all.

It is comforting to know he will finally be at peace.

NOT the breakfast of champions...

i mean imagine trying to get little Timmy to finish his cereal in the morning...

Mother: "Timmy, hurry up we are late, have you finished eating your baby seals?"

Timmy: "aw mom, i didn't want to eat the baby seal, I wanted to eat the meekrats this morning"

Mother (increasingly agitated):" well, the seals were on sale, just hurry up and finish so we can get going"

Timmy: "I don't want to, your ruining my childhood"

Mother (furious): "Just eat the f*ckin animal, they all taste the same"

Somehow i have lost my appetite, but crack myself up...

coffee thought...

i am sooo sick right now that i can't even taste the flavorful goodness of my coffee much less get a thought up in here!

coffee thought...

Happy 4th today... go out & celebrate your freedoms!